Ark of the Immortal

Even as Thearesia spoke, she was still being attacked by Kelsey.

But it’s just like Theresa said. Even though Kelsey was about to crush Theresia to death at the end of the corridor, she could not completely kill Theresia.

Dreams can attack dreams, but dreams cannot make things born from dreams disappear.

The moment the nightmare was born, she was closely connected to this dream.

Kelsey kept silent because Theresa was right.

Her attack could only weaken Theresia, but could not have a decisive effect on Theresia.

So why do you keep going?

While being attacked, Theresia endured the pain of her limbs being disassembled by various weapons and then struggling to be put back together again.

There is no process, no results, not even the ability to realize your current rebellious ideas.

She spoke again, speaking to Kelsey in a voice that was almost one with the Lord of Dreams.

Are you trying to break down my psychological defense? But unfortunately, I have already noticed your plan, Kelsey.

Theresa laughed heartily when she saw that Kelsi didn't say a word.

Accompanied by a unique and incomprehensible sound, the wanton laughter echoed throughout the tenth floor.

From the moment she realized that the incident was out of her control, to the moment she discovered that Kelsey had nothing to do about her, Theresia endured a long period of pain.

Now, it was her turn to fight back.

Because they have reached the last corridor, which is the end of the tenth floor.

How about it, do you have any extra things you can control?

The last weapons were withdrawn into the ceiling.

A few dozen meters away, Kelsey stared at Theresia in front of her, watching her body slowly recover within the rules of the dream.

Faced with attacks from weapons made from keystones, Nightmare's ability to recover was greatly weakened. But Kelsey had no way to stop it. She could only watch Theresa's body like a puddle of oil poured on the ground, with the newly injected oil filling up the broken gap.

The tentacles stood upright again, and Theresia waited confidently.

She was in no hurry.

For some reason, Kelsey just stood in front of Theresia and waited, expressionless.

Theresia chuckled, but she was still wary of the surrounding situation.

It was in this gap that a tentacle slowly poked out from the wall, and then suddenly accelerated in the middle.

In an instant, he came to a stop in front of Kelsey.

The smile on Theresia's face gradually faded.

What's wrong? Have you given up completely?

The tentacles did not attack Kelsi directly or tie her up.

Theresia always felt that Kelsey would not give up on her goals like this, which was different from her usual character.

But Kelsey still didn't speak, she just stared at the nightmare.

Thearesia's tentacles gradually crawled towards the surrounding walls, and she fixed herself in the last area, making it an unbreakable fortress.

However, at this moment, the glove on Kelsey's right hand gradually faded away, condensing into a small black square in her palm.

Theresia grabbed the gap and used the tentacle that reached in front of Kelsi to hit the palm of her right hand suddenly.

Snapped!

The small black square fell out of Kelsey's hand and was caught by another tentacle while it was in the air.

With a little force, the small black square was flattened. After a sizzling sound emerged from it, there was complete silence, and then it was thrown aside by the tentacle.

Now it seems that Kelsey has really lost all ability to resist.

As a result, the tentacles decisively wrapped and tied up Kelsi's body.

Kelsey's full head of black hair was also pinned to her back by the tentacles, and the strangulation marks were clearly visible on her arms.

it's over?

Theresia was still a little suspicious.

Kelsey escaped from her control several times, and even took the initiative to resist the erosion of dreams on her. This made Theresia really couldn't believe that Kelsey had lost the ability to resist now.

Therefore, Thearesia's other tentacles slowly reached over.

Slowly climbed up Kelsi's limbs, and after wrapping around them gently and slowly, he suddenly exerted force.

Click!

There was a clearly audible breaking sound as Kelsey's limbs were dragged by the tentacles and broken in the opposite direction.

Even Kelsey, who always maintained a calm expression, could not help but grit her teeth and close her eyes tightly to prevent herself from making a sound.

Does it hurt?

A gentle voice sounded in Kelsey's ears. When Kelsey opened her eyes again, Theresia was already in front of her.

The two people's eyes met. Theresa looked at Kelsey who was slowly returning to calm, and felt a sense of irritation for no reason.

That look again...

The tentacles wrapped around Kelsi continued to exert force, almost breaking Kelsi's body.

Her bones were being squeezed by the flesh, making obvious noises, and even her internal organs began to suffer pain.

For Kelsey, who is still an ordinary person in body, if she continues like this, she will definitely die in this dream.

But Kelsey still didn't express any opinions on Theresia's atrocities.

She looked at Theresia with the same indifference as a doctor.

In Kelsey's eyes, Theresia is still a patient.

Theresia gradually lost the desire to look into Kelsey's eyes, and she began to feel that this game was becoming boring.

Become one with you and you will completely disappear from the dream.

Be my food and become a part of me. When I open my eyes from the depths of the sea, you will become me and I will become you.

Theresia's voice was still very soft, like she was whispering to Kelsey.

How's it going? Isn't this ending very relaxing for you, without any pressure at all?

Theresia raised her right hand, pinched Kelsey's chin, lifted her lowered head, and said with compassion.

Look, even though you have done such violence to me, I am still so gentle to you.

Who is sick, Kelsey? Is it really me?

Close at hand, with the power that the nightmare was born with, Kelsey's thinking gradually became psychedelic.

This is the power of nightmares to overwrite dreams, not only on the dream itself, but also on the people who enter the dream.

Because of this, Greyhound was gradually bewitched by Theresia after coming into contact with her statue.

Now, the same fact will happen to Kelsey in Theresia's plan.

But just when Kelsey was restrained by Theresia, she couldn't resist.

Kelsey whispered.

Then...what are you waiting for?

Theresa laughed out loud instead.

She didn't expect that Kelsey could say such words like a child desperate to save face in such a situation.

But Kelsey wasn't just bluffing.

She looked at Theresia and said seriously.

what are you waiting for?

Theresia was startled. At this moment, she suddenly dragged Kelsi away from the center of her sight and looked behind Kelsi.

Just behind Kelsey, a solid shadow was slowly seeping into the ground along the gap in the ground that had opened at an unknown time.

Just when Kelsey caught Theresia's attention, Mon3tor had already left Kelsey's body and slowly got under the floor behind her.

And just when Theresia looked over, Mon3tor happened to retract his little tail.

What are you doing?!

Theresia finally couldn't bear it any longer and began to question Kelsey.

Kelsey still stared at Theresia with that look in her eyes.

You can take a guess.

I have made it very clear before. This dream can be restored very well under the power of the Lord of Dreams.

However, you are still locked up here, as if there are some special rules and you cannot go to the upper level.

You are thirsty for food, so why does the Lord of Dreams allow you to develop in his own territory?

Kelsey's words were filled with sarcasm unknowingly.

Don't you realize it yet? You are just food that is longed for.

Before he finished speaking, the entire tenth floor began to shake.

Layers of dust fell on the ceiling, and the source of the vibration came from the ninth floor.

The constant knocking sounds and the huge force that almost demolished the ship were displayed to Kelsey and Theresia through the destruction of building materials.

It's already at the door, Theresia. The Lord of Dreams has lost patience. Now your only choice is to eat me, and then accept my memory, everything about me, and become your strength in the dream.

Kelsey's tone was full of ridicule.

But as Kelsey said, the Lord of Dreams sent his envoys to devour the power he had captured.

No one can resist his rules.

Wherever the silt aggregate passes, it is the ending of the collapse of the dream.

Countless dreams overlap here, and the Lord of Dreams uses the thickness of these dreams and the wandering souls to witness this feast.

Only by strengthening one's own strength as much as possible can one survive in this ceremony.

you!

Only then did Theresia realize that Kelsey might never have thought of killing her with her own hands.

In front of the Lord of Dreams, all efforts are in vain. He is the master of this dream.

Theresia had no choice.

As a result, Kelsey's neck was also covered with smooth tentacles.

Kelsey's calm vision was covered by tentacles one by one, and finally she was completely wrapped up.

The suction cups on the tentacles are Thearesia's way of absorbing power and energy.

As one of the memory builders of this dreamland, the power Kelsey can provide her is undoubtedly extremely huge.

But even after Kelsey was completely wrapped in her food bag, Theresia still couldn't feel at all calm.

That is when Kelsey was wrapped in the food bag.

Mon3tor, who was trapped under the floor, finally reached the next floor.

This is the eleventh floor, a place not open to outsiders, where the Arc Engine is located.

In this dreamland, Alcbon was completely imprisoned, with no possibility of being restarted.

But it's right next to the engine platform.

An unlit bonfire stood quietly here.

Patch once said that after the bonfire appeared, it linked many dreams together, like a nail, nailing the dreams between dreams.

And since there will be a bonfire here, it means that this dream related to Alke has been completely glued together with other dreams.

The more bonfires appear, the more fragile the dream itself becomes.

Mon3tor's body turned into slime and slowly wriggled towards the campfire.